"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

**this book is a sequel to my first book, bad company. so don't read this without reading bad company first please** with scott gone forever, billie and savannah have to figure out their next steps to take. will they get away with murder? will savannah accept billie's proposal? will their relationship be affected by all this? will this story end with a tragic twist? or will they finally get their happily ever after now that scott's not in the way? read to find out! #2 - lost cause #20 - billie fan fic

savannah (you) and billie have been friends for as long as you can remember. you don't know this, but she has also been in love with you for as long as she can remember. you have an ass of a boyfriend, named scott. you two have been together for a little bit over a year. but billie notices he's different. she hasn't liked him since you've started dating, but she starts noticing that he's not treating you good. you do too, but you ignore it. you're blinded by what you think is love. so will your manipulative toxic boyfriend get billie insanely angry? will she become even more protective of you? and if so... does that mean will billie take matters into her own hands? (billie does not start off famous in this book) #3 - bad company #6 - thrilling

[Book 1 Of The Sinners Trilogy] Quinn did something terrible. Her mother won't even look at her. Exiled to a strict Catholic school in the city's underbelly, she's determined to stay invisible-but never afraid. And then there's Billie. A bruised-knuckle gang leader with blood on her hands and secrets in her eyes, Billie rules St. Mary's with a silent fury no one dares cross. And yet, she's watching Quinn. Closely. As the two girls are drawn into each other's orbit, Quinn discovers that St. Mary's is more than detention slips and hallway fights. It's a battlefield-and Billie isn't just a bully. She's a soldier in a war no one talks about. And Quinn? She's already in too deep. One carries a secret. The other carries anger. And when love meets violence-nothing stays holy. ••• "Welcome to St. Mary's school for the troubled child" Billie whispers, her hands on my waist, her lips by my ear. I shudder, trying not to fall into her trap. She brings a hand to my top button, undoing it "You've gotta be in here for something. We're all sinners" she moves down, undoing half of my shirt. I whimper, my muscles locked. I felt ashamed of what she was doing to me, how she was making me feel. "C'mon, baby." she spins me so I'm facing her. Her eyes sparkled with amusement "Show me how sinful you really are" ••• • #1 in idontwannabeyouanymore on 8.23.19 • # 1 in blohsh on 8.23.19 • # 1 in comeoutandplay on 12.18.19 • # 1 in lesbianfiction on 7.03.25